Meng Xiao looked at the item in his hand, then at Ye Mingchuan. Ye Mingchuan was initially enjoying the show, but then he waved his hand helplessly, "Go ahead, I'll mail it back for you."
"Thanks. The smaller one will be given to the Meng family, and the larger one will be sent back to the Shen family. I'll be there first."
After Meng Xiao finished speaking, he handed the package to Ye Mingchuan, nodded at him, and left.
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"Report!"
"Come in!"
When Meng Xiao walked in, he didn't see Brigade Z, only Political W. There was also a female comrade sitting on a chair by the wall, looking at him shyly.
His eyelids twitched violently, and he felt something was not right...
Before he could speak, the woman called out to him, "Captain Meng, Brother Meng, do you still remember me?" The aggrieved and surprised expression on her face did not seem fake.
Meng Xiao felt a chill run down his spine at the gentle yet somewhat artificial voice. He took a step back and said, "I don't remember."
He really didn't remember this person! If Shen Qingli saw this, he would have to play tricks on him for a while. Meng Xiao could already imagine it: when the two of them were sleeping at night, Shen Qingli suddenly whispered in his ear: Captain Meng, Brother Meng!
Captain Meng, Big Brother Meng, is eating. Captain Meng, Big Brother Meng, just got home. Captain Meng, Big Brother Meng, is coaxing the children. Big Brother Meng, Captain Meng...
Hiss! Can’t think!
"How could you not remember me! We were still communicating half a month ago!" She was almost crying, speaking poor Mandarin with a strong accent, which made Meng Xiao unable to tell her accent for a moment.
Zheng W looked at the two people in front of him seriously: "You really don't know her?"
Meng Xiao didn't even glance at the man and answered loudly: "Report! I don't know him!"
He was absolutely certain that he had no impression of the person in front of him. He hadn't corresponded with anyone recently, including his family, and most of the correspondence was by phone, followed by letters.
As for the strange woman, that's even more impossible!
"Her name is Lin Lingling. She was the girl who was held hostage by the criminal when you went to Min Province three years ago to track down the fugitive."
Meng Xiao turned around and looked at her after hearing this, and thought for a moment: "I do remember this incident, but the person really doesn't remember it."
"How could you!" She looked at him stubbornly. Meng Xiao's eyes were full of indifference and confusion. She burst into tears.
"We were clearly communicating just half a month ago! You clearly said that you would pick me up and marry me as soon as my three-year mourning period was over. As soon as my mourning period was over, I came all the way here to give you a surprise, and you actually said you didn't know me!
Why? Aren’t we fine? Brother Meng, I’m your Lingling!
She was crying breathlessly, and her words made Meng Xiao's brows furrow even deeper. Many people had already gathered in the corridor, looking around. For a moment, there was also a lot of murmurs and discussions outside.
"Don't talk nonsense about comrades."
Meng Xiao was completely overwhelmed. What was going on? Who was actually trying to harm him? When had he ever been so embarrassed and humiliated?
Zheng W sighed, walked out, scolded a few times, and then closed the door.
"Little girl, please stop crying. We will take this matter seriously and investigate it. Don't worry, we will definitely give you an explanation."
Of course he was willing to believe Meng Xiao, who had worked so hard to get here, but this little girl...
"See for yourself."
Zheng W threw several letters and a photo on the table in front of Meng Xiao. The person in the photo was obviously Meng Xiao!
To be precise, it should be him several years ago. He looks a little younger than he does now, with a bit of ruffian and unruly look and uncontrollable flamboyance in his eyes.
Now, after years of precipitation and tempering, his eyes have become deeper and more restrained, and he has a sense of a steady and mature husband.
"It's my photo." He said in a hoarse voice. This should have been taken when he first joined the army. He had always kept it between the books he often read. It seemed that it was lost about three years ago.
He didn't take it too seriously, thinking that he had dropped it while reading a book outside one day. He simply searched for it a few times but couldn't find it, and then there was no further news. He didn't expect it to appear here today.
He looked at Zheng W, then at the sobbing little girl who called herself Lin Lingling, and quickly picked up a few letters on the table.
The letter and photo were clearly carefully preserved, with not even the edges or corners showing any signs of curling. The seal of the envelope was also opened very neatly, showing how carefully the owner had opened the letter.
He recalled how his wife used to tear open his letters like they were chewed by a dog...
Meng Xiao tightened his lips and pulled out the letter. The more he looked at it, the more his brows furrowed, and his expression grew more solemn.
After quickly reading the letters on the table, Lin Lingling looked at him with resentful eyes:
"Have you finished reading? I have a lot more here, do you still want to read? Look at what you said before, and then look at the way you deny it now!"
She felt so wronged, so upset, and wanted to cry again! She didn't expect that after traveling thousands of miles alone to a place where she was unfamiliar with everyone, the person she had been thinking about would actually deny everything between them.
"I'm sorry, this is indeed my photo, but I lost it a long time ago. I don't know how it ended up in your hands. I apologize for the trouble it caused you.
As for the letters you mentioned, they were not written by me, nor are they in my handwriting. We will thoroughly investigate why this person claimed to be me and give you an explanation."
Meng Xiao turned around and spoke to Zheng W again. His tone was not as cold and formal as when he spoke to Lin Lingling. It even carried a hint of dissatisfaction and resentment:
"Is this my handwriting? Look again, is this my handwriting? Huh?"
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